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This could be Cass Gilbert's worst building. If anything, it's proof that the classical vocabulary does not assure beauty. From its bricked-in windows - yes, that's the way it looked when it opened - to the clumsy massing of the upper levels, this building was a dud from day one. GET LOST, it says. DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT.
Imagine working outside this thing all day selling hot dogs, or directing traffic, listening to the pop and hiss of the streetcar cables above . (Photographs courtesy Star-Tribune library.) |
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